Needles

 They're still moving a little.

A friend asked me to make some handwarmers for her daughter, and as I was looking through yarn, I came across lots of small skeins of worsted.  They're lots of different colors, and I decided to make a blind-draw scarf.  So far:

The tiny needles have churned out

Anyone else ever lived with a "Supernatural" fan? Or been one yourself?

I'm not sure what they know, but this piece spoke to me.  (Subversive Cross-Stitch, never change.)

A week without Madeleine.  Why, after all the pets we've had, has this hit me extra hard?  I'm supposed to pick up her ashes Friday.  That may help.  Or not.